Mid-level villa.
Cheng Jie put his legs on the table and turned his cell phone in his hand. In his ears, he heard the sound that just fell.
"I said that Gu Juexi will not doubt me, but he has already doubted you." Cheng Jie said calmly.
"You really know your brother well." A man's cold voice suddenly sounded in the air, "But thanks to you this time, Gu Juexi still thought that his brother was dead and set up a trap for him. You take revenge, but you don’t know that you personally arranged this dead end for him.”
The cell phone in Cheng Jie's hand suddenly stopped, and a cold flash flashed in his eyes. In his memory, he remembered the pain he endured in those years, the bloody and torn skin, and the embarrassment of mental breakdown.
He will take them all back from those who have given up on Him.
Cheng Jie put down his feet and put his hands on the table, "Master Cheng, I helped you deal with Gu Juexi, so I hope Master Cheng will remember the deal between us."
"Of course I remember, but Ye Yuwei showed up at the wrong time. She is a big variable for Gu Juexi." The person over there said again.
Cheng Jie pressed his hands on the table, and a few veins appeared on the back of his hands.
Ye Yuwei.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with an indescribable evil charm.
"Song Helian, you don't have to worry at all, he is a foolhardy being." Cheng Jie sat back again, "He thought that as long as he signed the contract, you would show up, and he got into trouble with Gu Juexi because of this. Therefore, there is absolutely no need for you to take him to heart." After Cheng Jie finished speaking, he put his legs on the table again, and Mike stood behind him, "I will naturally deal with him last. "
And this time in the hospital.
Aunt Mao's legs were hung, and she wasn't lying down well at the moment.
Ye Yuwei couldn't help but kept helping Aunt Mao get things. Aunt Mao sighed in her heart, where can she find such a good wife
As expected, the young master is too stupid.
At this time, it was already dark outside.
"Aunt Mao, what do you want to eat? I'll go out and buy it for you." Ye Yuwei asked while helping Aunt Mao tidy up the quilt.
"Aunt Mao is not hungry, Aunt Mao just wants to talk to you." Aunt Mao said like a child.
"Then let me listen to what you have to say." Ye Yuwei finished tidying up the quilt and reached out to hold Aunt Mao's extended hand.
"Aunt Mao knows that you two are divorced. If you don't tell me, it proves that you are a good child." Aunt Mao sighed and said, "But there are some things that Aunt Mao still wants to ask you."
Listening to Aunt Mao's words, Ye Yuwei felt a little sad, but she still kept smiling, "You ask."
"Aunt Mao wants to ask you, what do you care most about is his indulgence of that little bitch, or is it because you don't get a response from him for your efforts?" Aunt Mao is old-hearted, and the questions she asks follow closely. The trend of the times.
Ye Yuwei paused for a moment, as if she didn't expect Aunt Mao to ask such a question.
But at this moment, Gu Juexi, who wanted to go in, stopped.
Assistant Wen stopped in a hurry and stood at the door, not daring to move.
This is a good question.
Ye Yuwei was a little confused about this question, so she didn't answer.
"You loved him very much, didn't you? You studied hard for him, you studied mathematics and management for him, you paid so much for him, why did you choose to give up?" When Aunt Mao asked this question, it was obvious Anxious.
Ye Yuwei lowered her head, pursed her lips slightly, and even her breathing was disturbed by the fluctuation of emotions.